The day before, I almost found myself kissing my best friend and now it's my mother who once again, along with my father, gives me a class on sex. How can I tell them that I am not in a relationship, or even in love with or attracted to anyone?

"Thank you for telling me for the seventh time, I think, the dangers of sex. I'm almost an adult; I'm mature and have had sex classes during my school years. So I can fend for myself and I doubt that waiting to be married is the right solution before making her first time," I sighed.

"Finally Katheryn, that's what we did. We waited for the marriage to do it," my mother told me.

"And believe me it was sometimes difficult, but it's good to wait," breath my father.

"Keith!" Exclaimed my mother.

"It's good I don't want to know anything about your sex life. If I have questions, I'll talk to the girls; they'll be more useful to me and it will be less embarrassing," I say.

So I left the living room to resume my homework. But hardly my headphones pressed into my ears, my cell phone rang.

"If it's to have sex with me, call me back when we're married.

- Huh? What? Katy, it's you?

- Yes it's me Ni ', what do you want?

- Why are you taking me out like this?

- Sorry, but my parents just rehashed me for the seventh time the dangers of sex and want my first time to be at my wedding night. No, but you realize. You realize their closed mind. I know that God imposes it somehow but still we should be free to do what we want without offending him. I can't do any more Niall, I want to be free.

- I realize Katy. And believe me you are the freest person I know. So don't let anyone dictate what to do with your life. It's yours, so it's you who decide.

- Thanks Ni '. It's very nice what you tell me.

- It's sincere.

- By the way, what did you want to tell me?

- I don't even know any more, leave me a few seconds of reflection. If I wanted to say that I love you.

- Me too I love you Ni '. But I'm sorry I have to hang up I have a double call, we'll talk again later.

- Yes of course."

I then hang up to take my call on hold.

"- Yes, Tommy?

- Katy.

- Of course it's me. What's going on?

- I have a problem; I'm sorry but I have only you. Help me.

- Tell me where you are and I arrive immediately!

- I'm at home.

- Ok I arrive and especially don't move."

I hang up again and rush to his house running. Arriving at his front of the door, breathless, I knocked on the door and Tommy appeared.

"What's going on Tommy?

- 12 minutes and 27 seconds. I was right," he cries, looking at something or someone behind the door.

"What?" I asked surprised.

"Oh, we made a bet with Tommy, and it's, unfortunately, he who won it," said Charlotte who had just appeared.

"And what was it?" I breathed, trying to catch my breath.

"He called you and you had to arrive as fast as possible. I thought you would have taken longer but no. You're really good at long distance running," she admitted.

"You see that I know it anyway," he laughs.

"No, but stop there, I thought you were bad, that you were about to commit a suicide or even that you were heartbroken because of I don't know who. And you're having fun with the girl of your dreams while I worried about you. But do you realize the fear that you made me? I was worried so never do it again, or I'll kill you and your girlfriend,"I said dryly.

"What, are you in love with me?" Asked the blond gray-haired girl to Tommy.

"Huh? What? What can it do to you? I .. well maybe why?" He asked disturbed.

"What can it do to me? That's your question? No, but think a little. Who sucks up to me since we know each other? Who is constantly taking care of me since my mother died? Who comforts me of the idea my mother is still here? Huh? Who?"

She pauses to admit a truth she dares not say. Then I see her eyes blush with tears and Tommy takes her in his arms, fiddling with her hair and telling her that it's okay.

"Tommy, I think what she's trying to tell you is that you're the one who takes care of her all the time. And that, moreover, you may not see it but you love him and she loves you too. Isn't it?" I say in a soft voice.

"Is it true that you feel love for me?" He asked Charlotte, raising her head slightly.

"Obviously idiot," she announced.

"I'll admit something. I may have feelings for you too," he confessed shamefully.

"Then kiss me idiot."

Following his words, Tommy lovingly kissed Charlotte for long seconds and then stopped to thank me. It touched me because there are some who are happy now, who have truly embraced the one they love while I don't live my life as I would like.